She hated the team.
Except for one
I was the one
And she was the one for me.
She wasn't a team player.
But she played for our team.
After a while, she quit our team.
The moment she left, my love grew stronger.
She came back to the team.
She didn't come back for me, she came back for another
That's when I knew she was indeed the team player.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem